My weekend

[josephkerr]

As you've probably already heard on the news, I didn't get to set off my bombs like I hoped, and not only that, but Harley ran off with Selena and Pam, leaving me to fend for myself. It just made want to kill someone. So I did. A few times over, this made me feel better. Then the Bat showed up. I was ready to go back to Arkham and let him take me, my scheme didn't matter anymore, it wasn't funny anymore. Odd enough, he appeared to comprehend, a flicker across his face as if telling me, "I'ts not your fault. You did wrong, but it wasn't entirely on your shoulders."

Harl...you good for nothing spot-brained wench, I swear, if you try to put anything over on me....